(F)Some times think that war is nec es sar y.

but I (F7)Ev ’ry night I pray for peace on (Bb)earth.

And And (F)I hand out my dol lars to the home less, words and hate,

but be (F7)lieve that ev ’ry a ble soul should work.

My (Dm)fa ther gave me my shot gun that (Db)I’ll hand down and to my son.

Try to teach him ev ’ry thing it means.

I’m a man of my con vic tions, call me wrong,

call me right.

But I bring my bet ter an gels to ev (Bb)’ry fight.

You may not like where I’m go in’, but you sure know (F)where I (Bb)stand.

(F)Hate me if you want to.

(C7)Love me if you can.

(F)I stand by my right is to speak free ly,

but I (F7)wor ry ’bout what kids learn from T (Bb)V.

And be (F)fore all the de bat in’ turns to an gry words and hate,

some times (F7)we should just a gree to dis a gree.

And (Dm)I be lieve that Je sus gun that (Db)looks down here and sees us.

son.

Try And if you ask Him, He would say:

I’m a man of my con vic tions, call me wrong,

call me right.

But I bring my bet ter an gels to ev (Bb)’ry fight.

You may not like where I’m go in’, but you sure know (F)where I (Bb)stand.

(F)Hate me if you want to.

(C7)Love me if you can.

I’m a man